10.15.2003

And Cub fans everywhere chant, once again, a familiar chorus to a not-so-familiar end of a season: "Next year, next year..."
it's game time

Why not us?

You've gotta believe. We want it more, and this is our year.

I love you Cubbies. Let's do it.

10.14.2003

I cried. Really.

10.12.2003

yeah, i know it's obsession time

I've been doing well for the past 5 months or so, but obsession time has come back for me, and this time I'm not the only victim.

Some of you don't realize this. Some of you don't realize how horrible it's been to be a Chicago sports fan the past couple years. Especially a Chicago BULLS fan.

You see, right now, Chicago's in one of the hugest major sport droughts in the universe. The two teams who haven't won for the longest are the Sox and the Cubs. Sad, huh? The last Chicago team that won a championship was the Bulls... and everyone knows what happened to them. I don't want to talk about it. I might cry.

So don't even get me started on the whole "fair-weather fan" thing. Because that's complete bullshit. At least for me it is. When I like a team, it's because I like the players and their attitudes and the way they play. However, usually when this happens they are a WINNING team-- and usually I start watching the games when the media broadcasts them. (Yeah, I'm an unfortunate soul with network television.) So I don't care if you call me a fair-weather fan because I'm not. If you're one of those "die-hard" fans that continues loving a team even when it completely disperses, changes managers coaches and players and is NOTHING like it used to be.... well then, you're not loving the same team anymore. That's great and all, and I'm not saying that you can't love two teams under the same name-- but you also can't diss on people who stop loving the team when everyone ON the original team is gone.

Oh yeah, I loved the Bulls. I loved them even in those two years that Jordan left us. What I didn't love was the "leftover" Bulls when it all came to an end-- poor Kukoc all alone with a totally different team. I watched for a while. Then I watched Pippen and Kerr play on their new teams. Then I figured it was over. Ah well.

Anyway, the point is, my new obsession is baseball. No, not regular season baseball. Postseason baseball. Um, no offense to the game and all, but baseball games that have nothing riding on them aren't that great. That's why I love the playoffs-- everything counts, so all that waiting and all that blank time is still interesting. Every play, every pitch, every SECOND matters. It's great fun. Oh, and Kyle Farnsworth.

I mean Javy Lopez.

I mean Mark Prior.

Damn.
wow.

Yesterday was a GRRRRRREAT day. =) Ahhhh not that I'm a stalker or anything.... it was a stroke of fate that a certain someone was working at the movie theater at the certain time that we wanted to go. And that's not sarcasm! Really!! I didn't even know he worked there! Heh... but it's a good thing he does, huh? I MEAN...

Okay, no really. The reason yesterday was a great day was because CUBS WON CUBS WON CUBS WON!!!!!! Um, yeah. And we're gonna win this thing. Even if Zambrano doesn't pull it off (which he SHOULD be able to because he IS a good pitcher-- more on this later), it'll just guarantee that we'll win this thing in the Friendly Confines =D, cuz Prior's up next and Wood follows him. Howeeevveerrrr wouldn't it be great if Zambrano won it, the Cub fans throw another surprise party in someone-else's-park-turned-Wrigleyville-South, and our star pitchers will be starting on MORE than full rest for the World Series? This is why Zambrano can and SHOULD do it.

Sure he wasn't especially sharp in Game 1, but it WAS a very close game. Also, he might have jitters in the postseason, and today will be his THIRD start and his second one against the Marlins. That could make him feel much more comfortable. Plus the victory that Clement gave us yesterday-- Zambrano will have some wiggle-room. Heh. I just said wiggle.

Oh, and anyone wanna know the funniest line in the Odyssey? Book VII, line 185, "You have an empty noddle." Heh... heh... heh... Okay, I'm done.